Watching from somewhere,
In the park,
A bit scared,
But very hopeful,
Man, you're hot!
Seriously. Hot.
Your hold as the same effect as my favorite band
Your smile has the power of a magical wand
Your lips tease me to uncommon trouble
Your intoxicating breath makes me wobble
But of course you never knew this
That you were no ordinary miss
That some guy was seriously crazy
Trying hard to reach you daily
With little or no wisdom
Endless practice by the mirror
Boy was I crazy, so dumb
Could never overcome what made me numb
Every time I came close to you
By close, I mean in range of your scent
Must have had a special nose
Because I could inhale it even at home
They said it's "teenage hormones"
But I'm no longer a teenager and nothing has changed
So they're dead wrong, it was love at the center stage
It is love, which I'm sure will never age
"Why am I writing this now?" you must wonder
I saw you sitting with that jerk
Can't believe you haven't left him yet
So I just tried my luck in the most unconventional way, I think
See, I'm feeling lucky today
Still single and lucky, who knows if Kelly(man, you're hot!) comes my way
Anyways, Your hold as the same effect as my favorite band
Your smile has the power of a magical wand
Your lips tease me to uncommon trouble
Your intoxicating breath makes me wobble
But of course you know this now...
And how much I love you...
Right?....
With silly love,
And crazy high hopes,
Kelly's heart stalker,
Jeremy.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
This was a love story centered on the "why won't they just talk" guys.
Hope you enjoyed reading?
And, no. I am not Jeremy.
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Wicked
Poetry...If I tell you you're my sun and moon If I tell you you've completely unwrapped my cocoon If I tell you I'm still alive Because I find life in your eyes If I tell you this emotion is wicked And even if it kills me, for hell or heaven, I'm prepared...
